Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 1099, it’s an eye-opener

"I found a shipment..."

"What kind of goods? Japanese?"

"I don't know who the owner of the cargo is. No one has come out to claim it yet."

"So, you were worried that you couldn't carry it, so you came to me to carry it?"

Zhang Yong speaks out.

He has a bad relationship with Zhao Lijun.

Before, he shot Zhao Lijun.

It is impossible to say that Zhao Lijun has no resentment. In their line of work, who has an open mind?

The adults do not remember the faults of the villain. That's just talk. The real reality is that little people will be crushed to death when they turn around.

No need for adults to take action. Naturally, someone will handle it properly below.

For example, if the wife is in any trouble, she doesn't need to say anything. Just hint that Zhang Yong, his "loyal lackey", will immediately pounce on the other party and bite him to death.

Of course, important opponents like Comrade Jianfeng are not included in this list. This is a big shot.

Zhao Lijun was silent.

No excuses.

Equal to the default.

He did come to Zhang Yong to take charge of this matter.

With his weight, he could probably catch a lot of fish in one net. But you may also be pulled into the water.

If Zhang Yong takes action, it will be simple. You can set up a net and catch fish without worrying about being bitten by them.

Seeing the other party's acquiescence, Zhang Yong had a better impression of him.

Although the relationship is not good. but…

There are benefits and we can still cooperate. Make money together.

"How many?"

"More than 10,000 kilograms of cigarettes. There are also more than 3,000 boxes of liquor."

"Liquor?"

"Yes. High-purity liquor. Over fifty degrees."

“Who hoards liquor?”

"It's just a little weird. But it's indeed liquor. Not foreign liquor."

"I'll go take a look."

"good."

Zhao Lijun led the way.

Zhang Yong and Chu Chu explained the situation. Chu Chu had no choice but to say goodbye.

The group left the concession and came to Wan Chai Pier.

There are many large and small piers in Hankou. Water transportation here is very developed.

The land of thoroughfares to nine provinces is not just talk.

When it comes to the busy waterway transportation, Jinling cannot compare with Wuhan.

Standing on the riverside, all you see are boats.

There were dozens of boats within sight.

The largest are those freighters flying foreign flags. The displacement can easily reach 3,000 tons or 5,000 tons. A lot of cargo can be hauled away at one time.

The smallest ones are various sampans. Not even a sail. It’s all about paddling.

Wan Chai Pier is a very ordinary pier. Not big, not small. Unremarkable. No one paid special attention.

In a house near the dock, Zhao Lijun displayed tobacco and liquor.

Indeed, the amount of smoke is very large. Packed in wooden box. Sealed tightly.

Liquor is also packed in wooden boxes. The gap in the middle is filled with straw. as a buffer. The judgment is to start again.

What Zhao Lijun doesn't understand is that tobacco can be sold everywhere, but who wants liquor?

It should be noted that at that time, there were breweries everywhere. There is no market for imported liquor.

If you want to hoard, you also want to hoard foreign wine.

No wonder he was targeted by Zhao Lijun. There must be something wrong behind this.

"Do you have a bill of lading?"

"This is not a regular dock."

"oh…"

That means there is no bill of lading.

In other words, we don’t know who the owner of the goods is. No one is guarding here either.

wrong…

There should be someone watching over it.

There's no way there isn't a big shot behind all this smoke.

Liquor seems not very valuable. But more than 10,000 kilograms of smoke and soil are worth at least 100,000 oceans.

It is tobacco produced in the mainland. The purity is not that high. Not as valuable as foreign soil. But it’s also valuable.

Even if the Kong family is as wealthy as they are, they can't just throw away more than 10,000 kilograms of cigarettes. It is impossible for Zhao Lijun to come looking for him. There must be a big boss behind it.

So, what are you worried about when the big boss doesn't show up?

"Let's go out and walk around twice."

"good."

Zhao Lijun understood.

The meaning of going out and spinning around is to let others see you.

There must be someone watching quietly nearby. They will find that Zhang Yong is here. Zhang Yong intervened.

The big boss behind this must come forward.

Otherwise, given Zhang Yong's personality, these things would really be confiscated.

Now, among those big guys, who doesn’t know that if something gets into Zhang Yong’s hands, it will go into the fish basket?

There is only entry and no exit. There is no leakage between the fingers.

"Invite me to dinner."

"good."

Zhao Lijun made arrangements immediately.

He immediately asked someone to bring food and set up a dining table outside the warehouse.

These are small things. After dozens of oceans, everything was arranged perfectly. Soon, Wukuilou’s food was delivered. Sweet and delicious.

"Commissioner, last time, it was all my fault." Zhao Lijun suddenly apologized.

"Huh?" Zhang Yong was surprised.

This guy actually admits his mistake? The sun sets in the west?

That’s not right!

He is not a good person!

Can a high-ranking official of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China be an ordinary person who dares to bury him alive?

"that…"

Zhao Lijun was a little embarrassed.

Indeed, he was apologizing. Indeed, it is also very unnatural.

"Why?"

"Want to make money."

Zhao Lijun answered honestly.

Zhang Yong said nothing. Wait for the next part.

"The brothers below are indeed poor. They are very happy if they can get a few more yuan a month."

Zhao Lijun lowered his head and spoke coyly. The tone of voice was unnatural.

However, Zhang Yong believed it was the truth.

hehe. This guy actually got the idea. It's really rare.

It's all nonsense.

The brothers below and you, of course hope that the welfare benefits will be better!

They all do things with their heads in mind. Walking on the edge of a knife. Who knows when he will die. If you die, you won’t even be able to get your pension...

Enthusiasm cannot last forever.

Even on the Red Party side, the allowance of two yuan per person per month will be maintained as much as possible.

It's just too difficult. Can't send it out. Leaders themselves must first not take it. I really don’t take it. Not acting. If you act, it's impossible to deceive others.

At the most difficult time, the senior management had the experience of not smelling meat for several months.

The fruit party will definitely not be able to do it.

"Let me ask you, are you going to shoot me in the back?"

"I swear to God, if I shoot you in the back, eighteen generations of my ancestors will be dead."

"Okay. I'll help you with this."

"You take the big head."

"50-50 split."

"Thanks!"

Zhao Lijun picked up the wine glass.

Zhang Yong shook his head. It means no need to drink.

Not interested in this.

As long as you have money.

At the same time, he pointed to the southwest and said, "The person calling from behind is here."

Zhao Lijun turned his head. Sure enough, I saw a master wearing a silk gown and two followers walking quietly along the wall.

Suddenly I knew it. It was sent by the owner behind the goods. Standing in front of the fight.

Sure enough, Zhang Yong is easy to use.

Stop here. The owner behind the goods came to visit.

So there was silence.

Leave full power to Zhang Yong to handle it.

Zhang Yong waved to his master. Very casual look.

Since you are here to find me. Then you're welcome. Come here. Spread your words.

If you have time, you can go back and comfort Chu Chu. But it's probably too late. I have a date with the Japanese invaders in the early morning. See you there or leave.

That master seemed to have seen the world, so he walked towards Zhang Yong.

Came to Zhang Yong. Make a bow.

"Your Majesty Commissioner."

"What's your name in your house?"

"My master and the commissioner are also from the same family. Their surname is also Zhang."

"Oh? That's easy to talk about."

"When the commissioner comes to Hankou, my master should have done my duty as a landlord. However, I am afraid that the villain will slander behind his back and affect the career of the commissioner..."

"It's easy to say. These cigarettes and liquor are all provided by your master."

"yes."

"Just curious. Where are these liquors going to be transported?"

"San Francisco."

"where?"

Zhang Yong was stunned.

This name seems a bit familiar!

It seems to be over there in the beautiful country?

There seems to be another name called San Francisco?

Wow!

Awesome!

Liquor, shipped to beautiful country?

"San Francisco."

"Can I make money?"

"good."

"That's good."

Zhang Yong's eyes were opened.

Reminds me of the prohibition on alcohol in the beautiful country. It seems like the ban hasn’t been lifted yet?

Because of Prohibition, gangsters' profits skyrocketed. They are all selling wine secretly. In order to grab business, the Thompson submachine gun was particularly popular.

The gang fight over there is real action. They all use 100-round drum magazines from Thomson.

That's how the Chicago Typewriter got its nickname.

"Where's Yantu?"

"It's not bad."

"Can I give you a ride?"

"What?"

"I also have a little bit of smoke, and I want to hitch a ride with you to the sea..."

"That's a good thing. It's a blessing."

"real?"

"Mr. Commissioner, you may not know something. The demand over there is huge. With such purity, a pound of tobacco can be sold for three dollars!"

"Wow..."

Zhang Yong was surprised.

Three dollars!

Dollars!

A pound!

my horse! So scary.

Made. After working on it for a long time, over there is the largest consumer of tobacco!

No wonder there are people who have traveled thousands of miles across the entire ocean to sell tobacco. Daqing is that the profits here are quite generous.

There are people in the business of beheading.

No one does business that is losing money.

If this is the case, then cooperate vigorously.

"Commissioner, how many do you have?"

"Fifty thousand catties..."

"Great. The more, the merrier."

"real?"

"If you don't believe it, sir, the tobacco will be transferred to us directly, and we will buy it out at three dollars per catty. What do you think, sir?"

"make a deal."

Zhang Yong immediately agreed.

The tobacco was confiscated. About fifty thousand kilograms.

Originally, the deal with the Japanese invaders was a little more. But half of it was taken out and divided evenly among the local officials in Wanxian County.

Anyone who sees it has a share!

In this special era, tobacco is hard currency.

Zhang Yong is no longer surprised.

But I really didn’t expect that it could be sold to the other side of the ocean.

The master behind the master does have some extraordinary skills. The Kong family may not have such channels.

"What do you call your master?"

"Mr. Hongde."

"Then I would like to thank Mr. Hongde."

"Commissioner, just send the goods here. We will handle the rest."

"good."

"This is a little thought from my master to the commissioner..."

"Thanks."

Zhang Yu was disrespectful.

There are banknotes inside. Exactly ten thousand oceans.

So he handed it to Zhao Lijun.

His own share is included in the smoke. More than 50,000 kilograms of cigarettes can be exchanged for US$150,000. Zhang Yong is already very satisfied.

A pure business without capital!

It is indeed the fastest to grab it.

"Sir Commissioner, are you interested in weapons and equipment?"

"Oh? Can you get it?"

"I can get some that are not of good quality. But they are definitely usable. The best thing is that they are cheap."

"Do you have an M2 heavy machine gun? The one with a 12.7 mm caliber."

"Is the Browning 1cm machine gun your Lord Commissioner is talking about? You can get it. It costs about two hundred dollars each."

"So cheap?"

"Origin unknown."

"No problem. As long as it's in my hands."

"But there won't be too many. I can get up to ten or eight. That thing is too conspicuous."

"Ten or eight of them are fine. As long as you have them."

"No bullets."

"no problem."

Zhang Yong was very happy.

The quantity doesn't matter. Get it first and then talk about it.

The origin is unknown, most likely stolen or robbed. There are many lawless people there.

In later movies, nuclear bombs can be stolen or snatched. Not to mention a heavy machine gun? Not in large quantities. You can definitely get it in small quantities.

It just so happens that such a large-caliber heavy machine gun is definitely not wanted by the promiscuous society. It can only be sold to certain people. But there are no bullets to match.

Since it was stolen. It is definitely impossible to match bullets!

It just so happens that the bullet is 12.7 mm. Ordinary people can't get it. It is also difficult to produce it yourself.

If Zhang Yong didn't have bullets randomly produced by the system, he wouldn't dare to ask for these big guys. Without bullets, it's not as effective as a brick.

However, if there is a constant supply of bullets, it can be a real killer.

"I also want other weapons of unknown origin."

"Remington shotgun..."

"want!"

Zhang Yong's eyes lit up.

That's good stuff too.

A real iron broom. Big troll at close range.

More ferocious firepower than a submachine gun.

Spray all over you!

Totally hopeless.

"good."

"what else?"

"We don't know yet. Once we get it back, the Commissioner will come and choose."

"No need to choose. No matter what you get, as long as it is weapons and equipment, I want it. It must be a weapon. Something that can kill Japanese pirates."

Zhang Yong is straightforward.

He lacks everything now. You can't rely on the system for everything.

The system can only produce the most primitive bolt-action rifles. All other weapons still require his efforts.

"good."

The master agreed.

So the atmosphere became very pleasant.

Zhang Yong then had time to go back and comfort Chu Chu. Pleasant in-depth communication.

In fact, although wild flowers are fragrant, they are still not as good as domestic flowers. I don’t know if this kind of flower that is grown quietly is considered a house flower or a wild flower?

Cozy…

stretch…

It wasn't until early in the morning that Zhang Yong set off again.

Damn Japanese invaders!

Why specify delivery time in the evening?

Not during the day?

Angrily, we led the team to Fisherman's Wharf.

Sit down.

ambush.

Haven't found any red spots yet.

There is also a wild pier here. Rather messy.

Many fishing boats are fishing in the middle of the night. Obviously it is to sell it at a good price early at dawn.

There are stalls on the shore. There is also a lot of garbage left over from killing fish.

It is estimated that after dawn, the fish market will be very busy.

Be patient.

a little…

Two o'clock...

three o'clock...

Continuous naps.

The Japanese invaders never showed up.

Suspicious.

Could it be that the news leaked?

The Japanese invaders are not coming?

Made.

Keep waiting.

four o'clock...

Finally, a red dot appeared.

It's a awning boat. There are three red dots on the boat.

No weapons.

So simple?

Zhang Yong didn't believe it.

I thought it was a big cargo ship coming!

Whatever...

Observe quietly.

The awning boat docked. All three Japanese invaders came ashore.

One of the Japanese invaders was carrying two baskets. Put it down in an open area. Set up a stall.

The Japanese invaders placed a wooden board against the edge of the basket. The wooden board reads: Dace Ball. Eight cents per catty. Oh, this is the password for the connection.

The other two Japanese invaders dispersed quietly. Lookout nearby.

For real, that’s them.

arrange.

Zhang Yong came forward in person.

I've been a bit fond of taking the lead lately. The enemy has no weapons anyway.

Come to the stall.

Looking at each other.

Open your mouth.

"It costs three kilograms and seven taels..."

As a result, before he finished speaking, the other party turned around and ran away.

Grass!

was recognized.

The other party realized something was wrong so quickly. Made.

Fortunately, I was prepared.

Take out a brick. Hit the opponent directly.

Japanese invaders:! @#￥%…

Knocked down on the spot.

Others swarmed over and held it down.

"superior!"

"superior!"

Two other Japanese invaders were also caught on the spot.

Although they also respond quickly. But I can’t stand the crowd! Several people surrounded one of them and pressed them tightly.

Zhang Yong waved angrily and ordered the Japanese spy to be dragged over.

"Why are you running?"

"You are Zhang Yong..."

"Um?"

Zhang Yong was stunned.

I didn't expect that the other party actually recognized me.

Oh, the boat capsized in the gutter. I didn’t expect the guy selling dace **** to be so discerning.

Forget it, I’m too lazy to ask. It’s useless anyway.

Turn around and look at those dace balls. Smell it.

"Just made it?"

"yes…"

"No poison, right?"

"What we usually cook and sell is freshly caught fish..."

"Okay. I want this."

"Um?"

It was the spy's turn to be confused.

What's going on?

If you catch me, you want my dace balls?

No, does it matter that I don’t have dace **** yet? I feel so embarrassed when you act like this, okay...

"How do you usually do it?"

"Fried. Fried. Sliced ​​and stir-fried. No, are you telling me this?"

"What if?"

"I…"

"I asked you something, are you willing to answer it?"

"No…"

"Then what do I ask you to do?"

"Well…"

The Japanese spy stopped talking.

I want to say something, but I don’t know what to say.

The truth seems to be this. But you can't just pretend I don't exist...

Zhang Yong suddenly looked up.

In the distance, an ordinary cargo ship appeared.

I feel something in my heart.

Raise the telescope. I saw a few ordinary people standing on the boat.

However, the monitoring map is not displayed at all. It's like it doesn't exist at all.

Yes, the system has delivered the goods.

faint…

At this time...

This location…

What does the system send?

Turn around.

Looking at the spy, "Is that your ship?"

"No..." The spy actually saw it too. It also feels a little strange.

"It's your ship." Zhang Yong insisted.

"No..." The spy was confused.

However, Zhang Yong was too lazy to say more. Refers to a deer as a horse. Identified as a spy.

Others certainly think so.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence? Appear at the same time? joke…

So I waited patiently for the cargo ship to dock.

Soon, the freighter docked and someone lowered the pontoon.

There is actually a floating bridge…

Then, one by one, barrels rolled off the ship.

Zhang Yong:? ? ?

Looks like an oil barrel?

Heavy. Is it full of oil?

Oil! ?

Is this the system sending fuel?

faint…

At this time...

This location…

Send fuel?

No, can we change the dock?

This is completely a savage dock! There is no warehouse!

You throw the oil drum here, what should I do with it? Then I asked the boat to take it away? Isn't this a fool's errand?

However, the system doesn't care.

The tool men silently rolled the oil drums off the ship.

one…

Another one…

Another one…

Zhang Yong suddenly kicked the spy.

"do what?"

"How many barrels are there?"

"I don't know..."

"beat!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Someone immediately came up and beat up the spy.

you do not know?

Then fight until you know!

"ah…"

"I really don't know..."

"ah…"

"I really don't know..."

"ah…"

Gradually there was no sound.

[To be continued]

(End of chapter)